Poetry Friday: That Monster Called TV

For today’s Poetry Friday, I am ‘serving a dish’ that never gets old. Written by the fabulous Roald Dahl, read about this monster we all refer to as television. Also, I may have found the perfect video to go with this poem. Poetry Friday roundup is hosted by none other than Anastasia Suen from Booktalking.

Television
Roald Dahl

The most important thing we’ve learned,So far as children are concerned,Is never, NEVER, NEVER letThem near your television set –Or better still, just don’t installThe idiotic thing at all.In almost every house we’ve been,We’ve watched them gaping at the screen.They loll and slop and lounge about,And stare until their eyes pop out.(Last week in someone’s place we sawA dozen eyeballs on the floor.)They sit and stare and stare and sitUntil they’re hypnotised by it,Until they’re absolutely drunkWith all that shocking ghastly junk.Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,They don’t climb out the window sill,They never fight or kick or punch,They leave you free to cook the lunchAnd wash the dishes in the sink –But did you ever stop to think,To wonder just exactly whatThis does to your beloved tot?IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD!IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLINDHE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTANDA FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!HE CANNOT THINK — HE ONLY SEES!‘All right!’ you’ll cry. ‘All right!’ you’ll say,‘But if we take the set away,What shall we do to entertainOur darling children? Please explain!’We’ll answer this by asking you,‘What used the darling ones to do?‘How used they keep themselves contentedBefore this monster was invented?’Have you forgotten? Don’t you know?We’ll say it very loud and slow:THEY … USED … TO … READ! They’d READ and READ,AND READ and READ, and then proceedTo READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!One half their lives was reading books!The nursery shelves held books galore!Books cluttered up the nursery floor!And in the bedroom, by the bed,More books were waiting to be read!Such wondrous, fine, fantastic talesOf dragons, gypsies, queens, and whalesAnd treasure isles, and distant shoresWhere smugglers rowed with muffled oars,And pirates wearing purple pants,And sailing ships and elephants,And cannibals crouching ’round the pot,Stirring away at something hot.(It smells so good, what can it be?Good gracious, it’s Penelope.)The younger ones had Beatrix PotterWith Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-Just How The Camel Got His Hump,And How the Monkey Lost His Rump,And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,There’s Mr. Rate and Mr. Mole-Oh, books, what books they used to know,Those children living long ago!So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,Go throw your TV set away,And in its place you can installA lovely bookshelf on the wall.Then fill the shelves with lots of books,Ignoring all the dirty looks,The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,And children hitting you with sticks-Fear not, because we promise youThat, in about a week or twoOf having nothing else to do,They’ll now begin to feel the needOf having something to read.And once they start — oh boy, oh boy!You watch the slowly growing joyThat fills their hearts. They’ll grow so keenThey’ll wonder what they’d ever seenIn that ridiculous machine,That nauseating, foul, unclean,Repulsive television screen!And later, each and every kidWill love you more for what you did.

This Sesame Street video shows the very first appearance of Telly, the Television Monster. Hope you enjoyed today’s dose of Poetry Friday. =)

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6 Comments on Poetry Friday: That Monster Called TV

I love the quote:
“So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books…”
That was a long poem. I love Sesame Street!